Holidays with Flies | final version

I collect their wings from the sill
I wipe off their shit from the walls
I hate this season of the year
with the first name village
with the second name poland
I have a limited range
I cannot reach the lamp
I know everything from my neighbour
and he knows from his brother in the states
You know, it is a global village
and only in this very case
a fly does not s(h)it...